Darren - Shove

Alan and me were running for the same ball. He shouldn’t have been going for it, because I was closest. But Alan was a little younger than the rest of us and sometimes acted stupidly. I thought about pulling back but I was sick of playing badly. Lunch was almost over and I wanted to score at least one goal. So I decided, “The hell with Alan Morris. That’s my ball and if he gets in my way, tough!”

We clashed with each other just before reaching the ball. Alan gave a yell and went flying. I laughed, trapped the ball under my foot, and turned toward goal.

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Cirque Du Freak: A Living Nightmare, Chapter 27